vas a sentir mi rechazo desde arriba y hasta abajo de tu cuerpo traisionero aunque esquives mi mirada no te servira de nada no lo podras evitar vas a
voy a quitarle al corazon tantos sarmientos que se quedaron del amor que ayer te di si volveran a florecer los sentimientos volvere a decir te amo por
esta maldita costumbre de sonarte casi a diario al corazon pone lumbre este amor es incendiario que llamen a los bomberos que vengan otros te quieros
te falta llorarme mucho pero esto ya se acabo te falta morderte el alma y morirte como yo te falta que el sol se apague ya cuando estes en tinieblas
Permiso, permiso, permiso no los vaya a lastimar con los cuernos Unas nalgadas con pencas de nopal es lo que ocupas por falsa y traicionera como te
Have you ever asked yourself? If it's ok (What they do) Their opinion is just sick So what will you do to stop this shit? [Refrain:] Here are some news
Riot and remember to take all that you can As you shake to the floor I'd give all to break your fall To the angels up there, I don't care And if I can
die Uhren gehen langsamer, das ganze Volk erwacht und heult aus Langeweile einfach wieder alten Zeiten nach den Weibern auf den Hintern, endlich ist
Quebrar as correntes, se libertar do mal. Nao serei mais escravo dessa indiferenca Anos de serventia em completa cegueira Fez eu privar vidas e derramar
We beat the air now and forever Forever Rising up until we see the light Feeling the ember's glow all night Watch the smoke rise into the sky See the
[Words by Steven Sagala, Music by Steve Stell.] Screaming for mercy Why can't they hear me? These nights are filled with heartache These nights are
Lately everyone I know Has been shittin' all over me. Hey you, and all of my good friends They disowned my fucking friends and me. I guess it's because
(Based on the song "Family Tradition" written by Hank Williams Jr.) Lately everyone I know has been shittin' all over me Hey even all of my good friends
Country music singers have always been a real close family but lately some of my kin folks have disowned a few others and me i guess its because i kinda
Country music singers have always been a real close family But lately some of my kin folks have disowned a few others and me I guess its because I kinda
So you're the man, and you've been told what that means. Now you need to control, To fit the social role that's been issued to you by our culture. So
The deformation of this land That I hold dear The fornication of our rights Forgotten Fit the mold or at odds be damned Fear is our tradition Rise from
Driving home from the wedding feeling static From everything moving Like the man on his farm who fought for the motorway To be built on either side Everywhere